Honesty

“A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes. ”~Mark Twain
I find this quote amusing...
What do you think it means? Why isn't it the way around??

have you ever asked yourself....

okay... so everyone complains (even me) about death. Like why do we die? Why can't we just live forever? etc. But have you ever asked your self what would you be doing forever or for eternity??? What would be your purpose of living for eternity? What is so important that you have to do froever?

suppa powerzz???

If you could have any super power, what would it be??
it could be something simple as super strength or super speed, etc.

what actor/actress???

If Hollywood would make a movie about your life, what actor/actress would you want to play you in the film?

"The salad bowl concept suggests that the integration of the many different cultures of United States residents combine like a salad. In the salad bowl model, various American cultures are juxtaposed — like salad ingredients — but do not merge together into a single homogeneous culture. Each culture keeps its own distinct qualities." -source of wikipedia.org

The Melting pot is the concept that a country's people,races,and cultures to make one whole. In this concept people, in a way, will give up their identity and start a new life. They will be identified as Americans only and they will loose their previous identity. They have to adopt all American customs and life styles.

• jaxtaposed- to place together or side by side.
• homogeneous- composed of parts or elements that are all of the same kind.

What does it mean to you?

This is one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

What is this poem trying to say?
What does it mean to you, if anything???